Incubi

His cold form

Hovers above Sleeping women.

He lay upon them

Their bodies helpless.

He plunges inside them

Leaving his seed

Inside them

He leaves them to wait.

In time

It comes

A child of

The Devils worker.

His success

An unwanted child

Left for execution

Incubi, Sucubi

Who shall be next?

 

 

 

 

Author's Note

I think you know...

Reviews

[Jae]

wow. very good. except u forgot the part where the child claws it self out of the womb and the mother dies a horrible bloody death. but anyways, good job.

love, ~rem~

[That Weirdo You Just Mi..]

You think I know? Hmmm what is that supposed to mean? :P